Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 49 Senior He Kneeled (Part [-])

"Why didn't senior kill me?"

Lu Yun cut to the chase.

Since the other party appeared, she felt the killing intent on the other party many times, but each time the other party held back.

The repeated stimulation made her feel like she was walking a tightrope, and if she was not careful, she would snap into pieces.

"What do you say?"

The half-smiling eyes fell on Lu Yun, making Lu Yun's brows tremble.

It came again, the killing intent that wanted to tear her apart, but forcibly held back came again.

From the corner of her eyes, Lu Yun saw Xiao Heishan blinking at her, as if hinting at something.

Lu Yun, who sighed softly, flipped her hand, and the epee Wuzhuo appeared in her hand.

The blade hit the ground, this time she didn't use her spiritual power, and the tomb trembled a few times.

"Is it because of the sword?"

Intercede points?
If she really had affection, it would be impossible for her Hidden Sword Sect disciples to enter this underground palace.

He made the underground palace into a trap, and watched them kill each other for the treasures left by the monks from the wall.

Isn't this scene the scene when the Black Mountain tribe was destroyed?

The difference is that the monk was the mastermind back then, but now Montenegro controls everything.

He can hide in the dark without showing his face, let alone tell himself so much, killing himself is just a snap of his fingers.

But what is the other party worried about.

The source of this contradiction, Lu Yun can only think of the innocence she got here.

Heishan said that the statue that hid Wuzhuo was the patriarch of the Heishan clan back then, and it could be said that Wuzhuo was something the Heishan clan guarded.

And now that this thing fell into his hands, the other party restrained his killing intent.

But the difference in cultivation between the two is too large, and the other party's killing intent is like rolling in a sea of ​​swords and fire for Lu Yun, which is bitingly cold.

Seeing Lu Yun being so sensible, Heishan's smile deepened.

He walked up to Lu Yun and reached out to hold the sword.

Lu Yun let go, and opened her mouth wide in the next second, her face was blank and her back was stiff.

The Heishan who was playing cool in front of him half-kneeled on the ground, and his palm hit the ground with Wuzhuo's sword hilt.

A pothole appears.

There was another tremor in the tomb. If it happened a few more times, the tomb might collapse.

Lu Yun met Shang Heishan's eyes, and she clearly saw the murderous intent in those eyes.

But she also seems innocent.

How could Hei Shan not be able to handle a sword that she could pick up.

unless……

With a flash of inspiration, Lu Yun hurried over and picked it up Wuzhuo from the opponent's hand.

Although she can't use it, she can drag it as a huge iron block.

With a glance, he saw that the bones of Heishan's right hand holding the sword were broken and twisted.

However, for Montenegro, the injury recovered after a single thought.

"Senior, I'm sorry..."

She sincerely apologized.

The reason does come from himself, Wuzhuo is a part of the fragment, and the fragment regards itself as the master.

This fragment has a strange origin, like the cold river snow, after the owner is recognized, no one else can touch it at all.

The same is true for Wuzhuo.

"You know, this sword has been stuck in the sword seat for hundreds of years, and even the most powerful warrior in my Black Mountain tribe can't pull it out."

But this little girl easily pulled out the sword in front of her.

As Lu Yun guessed, the underground palace exists, but the underground palace is the tomb of their Heishan clan after death.

The only thing in the tomb that can be called a secret treasure is this Wuzhuo sword.

In the year when he entered the Mahayana period, he tried it, but Wuzhuo had no response.

"Ten years ago, after the ancient city was closed, a gap suddenly opened in the statue."

Hei Shan took a glance, and stood with his hands behind his back again, looking like a master, as if he was holding his respect.

"Since you have been chosen for this sword, the mission of my Black Mountain clan will come to an end."

"This sword is in your hands for a day, and I, Montenegro, will not touch you."

"As for the rest, heh..."

During that cruel mockery, in the light and shadow on the wall, Lu Yun saw several more people die.

One of them is a disciple of Tibetan Sword Sect.

"Really, it's ugly!"

This sighed that Lu Yun couldn't answer, she was thinking about one thing.

This stubble does not exist in the original text, but Heishan said that there was a crack in the statue ten years ago. Calculating the time, it was almost the time when he came through time.

It was also because of this crack that Montenegro advanced the plan of the underground palace to this time.

So, the day I appeared in this world, some things were already being rewritten.

Lu Yun, who put Wuzhu away again, bent down facing Montenegro.

"Today's favor will be repaid tomorrow."

She is not a character who does not know what is good or bad.

So what if Wuzhuo recognizes the master, it is still easy for the other party to pinch him to death.

In the end, it was the other party who spared his own life.

"You don't need to thank me, I just want to comfort the dead souls of my Black Mountain clan."

"The origin of this sword is only passed down to the patriarch, and I don't know the details."

The patriarch is dead, and he failed to pass on the secret before his death.

Lu Yun also stopped asking questions.

"get out!"

Hei Shan became impatient, and Lu Yun left quickly as the other party suppressed his anger.

"Father, do you still hate Aunt?"

After a long time, Xiao Heishan walked over and grabbed Heishan's sleeve.

Hearing this, Heishan bent down and hugged Xiao Heishan.

"As long as you live, I won't hate you, Auntie."

What a savior, the female disciple saved him only to get the things in the underground palace and to escape from here.

Everything after that is a choice that weighs the pros and cons.

If it wasn't for the inheritance of the Montenegrin bloodline, that person should have died back then.

She gave birth to Xiaotong, and she has the right to wash away the sins of the year.

As for forgiveness, this is a fool's dream.

He had already figured out the origins of those people back then.

Those who hide in the dark, from now on, Heishan will find them one by one.

Hei Shan and Xiao Hei Shan's figure also disappeared in the tomb.

Outside, Lu Yun walked quickly.

She remembered the route when she came, and jumped to the upper floor.

She remembered the scene that Heishan showed her, and she had a little impression of the place where Liu Ru was.

But when she looked for it, all that was left on the ground were the bodies of the two Bodhi Cave disciples, and Liu Ru was not there.

Looking across the traces on the ground, Lu Yun chased them all the way.

"You stop for me!"

The voices of a man and a woman came from afar, and Lu Yun knew their identities before he saw them clearly.

Oncoming was a monkey-like man.

Very short, that kind of shortness is not born, but shrinks the bone with some secret method.

The other party crawled nimbly on the wall, swinging towards this side like an ape.

Behind him, the Miao family siblings chased him wildly.

Both had injuries, but nothing serious.

"A Yun."

"Xiao Yunyun!"

After seeing Lu Yun, the two spoke in surprise.

And the monkey that just reached the top of Lu Yun's head gave a bad look.

The needle behind the tail came out, blocking the opponent's way.

When the other party was about to attack Lu Yun, Frost stirred, and the snow-white long sword lay between them.

If the other party makes another move, Lu Yuneng will kill the other party.

"you!"

Feeling the aura on Lu Yun's body, the man's eyes were filled with surprise.

Before entering the underground palace, this disciple named Lu Yun obviously only had the eighth level of Qi training.

But now it is approaching the foundation period.

In terms of cultivation alone, the other party pressed half of his head, and he couldn't move.

(End of this chapter)